Books About A Heist Novels & Stories

My men yelled at me and we instantly retreated, while still pointing a gun at him and his men, we ran to our car and drove off at a high speed. "Khloe, you are a mad woman," Diego said as he tried to catch his breath. I bursted into laughter at the way he struggled to breathe. "And you are a woman, why were you so scared, Diego?" I said to him as I unwrapped my arm. "Because Uncle said we shouldn't go after the diamond, remember it's theirs - we stole from them twice!" Diego said, referring to my father. My father, the former head of the Italian Mafia group, had handed me the title of Queen of the Mafias. Of course, he wouldn't like me going after the diamonds, but they belonged to my late m

They were partners in crime, planning heists and pulling off daring robberies across the city. The infamous robbery that sealed their fate was at the city's most prestigious jewelry store. Laura and Tony orchestrated an elaborate plan to steal a collection of priceless diamonds. This diamond was not just any gem; it was rumored to be a priceless heirloom with significant monetary value. With Laura's cunning and Tony's muscle, they successfully executed the heist, making headlines and drawing the attention of law enforcement. But somehow, the diamonds disappeared. No one knew who took it. I knew there was one person greedy enough to steal diamonds that wasn't hers. Laura. Without concrete pro

Leaving town will be very foolish, I'll just find an apartment on the other side of town far from here, going to a foreign place is going to be a big mistake especially since I don't know how the street works. I kept the money in my school bag and left my room, I walked quietly to mom's room, I slowly opened the door and shut it behind me, I began my search. I looked in her wardrobe, I searched everywhere till I found a hidden compartment, I opened it and saw a huge amount of money where she keeps her shoes, there should be thousands of dollars here, I packed almost all of it and was about to leave when I thought what if I find a hard time getting a job and what if the apartment consumes all

I hadn’t questioned a single word about Isaac swallowing a blade or her demand that I give up the surgery. Now that I thought about it, the entire situation was full of holes. How could two emergencies happen at the exact same time, and the only surgeon available just happened to be Dad? There was Jody who randomly appeared out of nowhere to stir things up, as well as the police who took people away without checking the facts. The fake cause of death for Isaac… how did he fake his death and disappear? These questions circled in my mind, each one more unsettling than the last. This couldn’t be a coincidence. Someone had carefully orchestrated all of this to trap me. There was no way my family

"Client information for every attendee. Financial access credentials. Cryptocurrency wallet keys. Investment portfolio details. Not billions we'd steal today-but information that will let us extract trillions over the coming years, slowly enough that no one realizes what's happening until it's far too late." The horror of it settled through our resonance- we'd prevented the obvious crime while the real theft had executed undetected. The Consilience had sacrificed Richard, had let us stop their dramatic heist, all while accomplishing their actual objective through methods we hadn't even known to look for. "And there's more," Richard continued, his voice growing stronger despite his injury. "W

"We're evolving it. Get Silas on the line. Tell him it’s time to paint the final mural. We’re going to turn New York into a masterpiece that no one can ever audit again." The "Blood Audit" was dead. The "Silicon Soul" had spoken. And as the first light of dawn touched the top of the Nexus, I realized that the real work was just beginning. We were going to commit the greatest heist in history: we were going to steal the world from the banks and give it back to the dreamers.

“The poor Luna obviously will not be in the right state of mind or senses to handle such financial books yet. With this horrific new information we just discovered about Julian's poisons, I absolutely do not want Julian to take hold of that money book ever. A man who has been doing these sick things surely has a dark plan to steal the finances of the entire pack territory.” I picked up the piece of paper, folding it tightly between my thick fingers. “Is that all you want, Anthor?” “Yes,” Anthor said, nodding quickly. “That is all.” I let out a short, dry chuckle, my eyes boring straight into his soul. “This whole heist thing... it seems like it is just for your own personal interest, old man

As Sherly sifted through the stack of documents on her desk, her brows furrowed in concentration. Two days had passed since the ball, yet the memory of the mysterious figure who had glared at George lingered in her mind like a haunting specter. She couldn't help but think of that man since she felt that he wasn't simple at all. He is part of the Vile Mafia; she knows it. However, for some reason, according to the information she had, she was part of the Rui Lin Mafia before.

I set the bag on the kitchen counter and stared at it longer than necessary. This was not about betrayal, I told myself. This was about control. Later, Chris arrived, distracted as always. He ate dinner without comment, checked his phone, and announced another late night of work. I nodded. When he disappeared into his study, I carried the bag upstairs and placed it in my cupboard, under the jewellery section. Hidden. Private. Mine. I sat on the edge of the mattress afterward, hands folded in my lap, breathing slowly. I felt exposed, not physically, but emotionally, as if I had crossed a line I could not uncross.

Lorenzo’s POV The heist had been successful. My men were in awe of how I managed to make it happen. I couldn’t tell them yet because I was still skeptical about nearly everyone until I had managed to run a full investigation on them but the truth was that I had nearly every single person working on the docks in my pockets now. My men had barely done anything other than take the goods and engage in a small scuffle that lasted for about two minutes before John’s men were overpowered and sent running away with their tails between their legs.